Those who happened to be the few of the kings in the alley yesterday.

The most cheerful one is the white skin little fat man.

The little fat man drank his mouth, reached out to lift the girl's skirt.

The girl slapped on the little fat man's face, "Roll away!"

The little fat man rubbed his face, the anger surged, and the dual pupil flashed a trace of blood, "f ** k!"

Rush towards the girl.

Unexpectedly, it was kicked out by a figure before it passed.

Yang Zhien's hand -made documents!

"Police! Don't move!"

The little fat man got up from the ground, and the scarlet in his pupils was even worse.

Lick lips.

Yang Zhien stuck on handcuffs with one hand, "Raise your hand and squat on the ground!"

Several people were motionless, and even stared at Yang Zhien, the little fat man twisted his neck, "This woman is also good."

The little fat man is about to rush over.

Another figure flew the little fat man.

Wang Wan poured his pocket with both hands, holding cigarettes, and laughed at the little fat man, "Little forced cubs, met again."

After seeing Wang Hard, the little fat man was run away directly, "It's you again !!!"

Yang Zhien froze when he saw Wang Hard, "Wang Hard, help me, help me grab a few of them."

"Grasp? Police Yang, I'm not here to catch people, but to kill them."

Yang Zhien frowned, "Wang Hard, don't mess around! They are just provoking troubles and obscenity women, you kill them, it is easy to give birth."

"They are not a normal person.

Yang Zhien frowned into a puppet.

"How can there be a blood family! Don't ..."

After that, Lyle pulled out the big sword.

The big sword shot on the shield.

Those people instantly distorted the blue face.

This image scared Yang Zhien's face pale.

It is indeed beyond recognition.

The little fat man twisted his neck, and the two sharp teeth emerged, and the blue tendons jumped up on the face, and looked embarrassed.

As soon as the words fell, the little fat man rushed up.

Wang Wan lifted his fingers and poked at the little fat man's eyebrows.

puff!

The little fat man's eyes were dim and fell to the ground.

Yang Zhien's eyebrows were involuntarily painful, holding the girl back and retreating again, and his eyes were full of panic and incomprehensible.

I don't understand how Wang Wan can do a headshot.

Wang Wan shook his hand, "Pretend to be your mother."

Do not stick to the blood.

Looking up at the people of other blood races.

Several other blood people have retreated.

Only the count twisted his neck, his face was gloomy, "the person who dares to kill me! I want you to die!"

Retoning towards Wang Wi.

Wang Wan raised his fingers and was a strong King Kong finger again!

puff!

Wang Wan shook his fingers.

"One by one can be pretended so!"

Several other blood races run around and run.

On the other side of the alley, Lei Xiaohua and A Gui stopped the road.

The melee occurred in the moment.

Wang Wan looked back and looked at Yang Zhien, "Police Officer Yang, you should understand the rules, you have not seen anything."

Yang Zhien's face was pale. For the first time, I saw this.

Mu Ran nodded.

Wang Wan looked at the other girl, and the girl was scared, "I didn't see anything."

"What do you deal with that corpse?" Yang Zhien asked again.

"Just throw it here. When the sun comes out, they will be fascinated."

Boom!

Lei Guang faintly.

The heavy rain is coming.

Wang Wan seduced the root cigarette.

Several people stepped on the body and turned to leave.

Elastic

Well!

A black umbrella is combined.

The person who took the umbrella dumped the rain on the umbrella.

The rainy rainwater is mixed with the scarlet blood.

Ham!

A fireplace came out of a flame.

The thick white smoke sprayed out of his mouth.

Those eyes under the brim staring at the rain curtain.

A beautiful woman came quickly in the rain curtain.

Women look cool, black trench coats, upper body tights outline their graceful figures, super shorts in the lower body, and a leg ring on the long legs and long legs add a little temptation.

It looks like Johr.

call!

The man wiped out the cigarette butt and walked towards upstairs.

The two do not post in one word.

Each separate.

Go towards the two rooms.

After a few minutes.

The man leaned the umbrella on the side of the sofa.

Ordered a cigarette.

A corpse beside him, a blood hole with eyebrow heart.

The footsteps came from outside the door, and the cold woman frowned and walked in from the outside.

After seeing the corpse of the Capital of the Capital on the sofa, the beautiful little frown frowned even tighter.

"They are more than one person." The woman inserted two small edition Tang knives into the scabbard.

The cigarette head lit up.

The man pointed at the blood hole of the Earl of the Blood Clan. "Relatively speaking, I am more interested in this."

"Three Earls, Six Viscounts, and more than a dozen baron are all worn by one finger." The woman stared at the corpse of the Count of Blood.

The man leaned back, his head was on the sofa, and the cigarette head lit up.

After a while, the corner of the man's lips was lifted, and a word was spit out in his mouth.
Chapter completed!